Le Sigh…
Hi,
We’re having a quiet and sunny sunday morning. I’m eating some baguettes we baked friday night with raspberry jam and reading the local news. We’re supposed to meet friends soon who are visiting santa cruz in a couple hours and I’m being lazy until then.
The latest on the local santa cruz news - in case you have not followed it - a young man hit and killed on his bike by a fed ex truck. This is the third person I think killed on a bike since we moved to Santa Cruz. Bike accidents are very common it seems, just the other day when I was picking up P from work I saw a biker on the ground who had been hit by a car, medics were with him. I’m not sure it’s because drivers are more careless here, bikers are more careless or if there are just more bikers on the road than any where else I’ve lived.
Also, we still have protesters in second growth redwoods on the campus. I’ve been wondering about the logistics of living in a tree for a month, how do you sleep, go to the bathroom, what do you do. The topic of university growth is a big and complicated issue here. I still do not understand all of the fine details. There are allegations of protesters causing violence, of police causing violence and I have a feeling it is only going to get worse.
News on our front - we were scheduled to close this Thursday. However, we got a call last week that the house may be going into foreclosure or the bank is not approving the sale price for a short sale. We’re in the process of trying to figure out what is going on but after a recent call from our realtor, closure this week may still be possible. I think (think) we’re only going back and forth on who will pay around $10,000 in termite repair and if that’s the case then it seems kind of silly to have a deal fall through over that amount. We’ll see what happens, but to play it safe we’re going to open houses today because we’re not going to wait around if this house is foreclosed on. Woohoo….more open houses.
Chicago was a good trip, quick. The last day we were there we went to brunch with P’s cousin at a vegan southern restaurant run by black Israelis who wanted to make soul food healthy. Food was good.
- N.
